Take a chance Chapter 2: The Reason, a glee fanfic

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any songs that may feature in my story

Santana got home to her apartment and threw her car keys in to the dish, kicked off her heels and headed to the living room. Sitting down and letting out a small sigh as she sat. What the hell happened today? Seriously though? One minute she's kissing Rachel's character for the show, next she's standing semi naked after giving back her clothes to the wardrobe department and then Rachel's tongue is in her mouth.

Three hours. In three hours' time, Rachel is expecting her at her house to discuss what happened today. Santana glanced over at the piano. She hadn't played or sang in so long. Her feet touched the wooden floor lightly as she walked over and lifted the piano cover off.

Sitting down and pressing the keys. Some chords brought back memories, some didn't make any sense. Grabbing the video recorder and setting it up so it can capture her playing the piano, she figured the best way to was sing. Of course, she wasn't certain if Rachel would ever see this video, only time would tell as she was going to post it the following day no matter what tonight's outcome is.

Santana started to play the song she felt that expressed her emotions.

Put your lighter in the air and lead me back home..

When it's all said and done I'll follow the echoes
I hear you night after night calling out my name
And I find myself running to meet you
I didn't want to escape
From the bricks that I laid down

You are the only one
The only one that sees me
Trusts me and believes me
You are the only one
The only one that knows me
And in the dark you show me
Yeah it's perfectly reckless
Damn, you leave me defenseless
So break in
Break in

You let me fall apart without letting go
Then you pick up the pieces and you make me whole
I didn't want to escape
From the bricks that I laid down

You are the only one
The only one that sees me
Trusts me and believes me
You are the only one
The only one that knows me
And in the dark you show me
Yeah it's perfectly reckless
Damn you leave me defenseless
So break in

And take everything I have
Until there is nothing left
Until it's just your voice in my head
And when the lights come on
You see me as I am
You're still inside me

Put your lighter in the air and lead me back home.

Santana shut off the video and let out a small sigh. There was so many images of Rachel running through her mind as she sung. From high school, to NYC, to being on the show, to dancing drunkenly whilst out having a rare night out. Glancing over at the clock, an hour had passed, she sighed and went for a bath before getting ready and then gave herself plenty of time to leave to make it to Rachel's on time, traffic is usually a nightmare.

Arriving at Rachel's security gates, Santana let out a huge sigh. She hasn't felt this nervous in like forever. She is always quietly confident at auditions and rarely shows her nerves. Pressing the button to put down her window in the car, she leant out slightly and pressed the intercom.

'Hello?' a familiar voice came out of the box. 'Hey Rachel, it's Santana.' 'Great come on up!' Santana's first thoughts was that Rachel sounded in a cheery mood, so that was a good start. Her second thought was the nerves and butterflies that she was feeling in her stomach. Parking her car next to Rachel's, Santana stepped out and knocked on the door. Santana watched as the door handle got pressed down and then looking up and swallowed hard as she was looking at Rachel. 'Hey, come on in.' All Santana could do was nod and follow Rachel in to her home.

Rachel guided her straight to the dining room where she had set up the table for the pair of them to have dinner. Santana couldn't help notice there was candles lit, almost romantic she thought to herself. 'So what are we having for dinner Rachel? What's on tonight's agenda, I know what you are like, you like to plan everything down to the last detail.'

Rachel couldn't help but smile at Santana. 'Well firstly, hello Santana, welcome back to my home. You haven't been here in like forever.' Santana let out a small chuckle and rolled her eyes at Rachel. 'Secondly' as Rachel's voice trailed off as she stepped closer to Santana, making Santana slightly nervous. 'We are having something simple like pizza and salad, hope you don't mind, just didn't fancy slaving away tonight since I got home later than planned.' 'Rachel you should have said, we could have just arranged another night to catch up.' Santana said softly.

Rachel spoke as she was putting out the dinner on to the table. 'No, Santana, we need to talk. You know we do. We have explaining to do to one another and I think it's better if we do this sooner rather than later.' They both looked at each other in a way that they both knew what Rachel said made sense and it was going to happen.

'I guess; I will go first if you don't mind Rach. It's just that if I get it out in the open quickly enough, I will feel slightly relieved and then I will have to patiently wait for your response. Please don't butt in when I am talking though, I know you like to interject but, can you not, just this once?' Rachel nodded so that Santana could start.

'When I left Brittany, I swore blind that I would not fall for another person for as long as I lived. But I know in reality, that was the hurt talking. Then when I settled back in to NYC and got that lucky break in the show with you, it felt like my life started to have some meaning again.' Santana could see that Rachel was listening, really listening.

'Then we started hanging out more. You know, chilling out at dinner or going to Broadway together. It was like we had got back on track, which I was so grateful for. But then, our story changed when they changed our characters in the show.' Santana gently bit her lip as Rachel listened intently.

'I couldn't help see you in a different light, I don't know exactly why, I just did and those butterflies you get in your stomach when you meet someone you really like, they were there all the time. I tried my best to reason with myself that I was wrong, that I was getting mixed up between our life and our work life. But then that night out we had with Quinn and Mercedes when they were in town, for some reason, Quinn just knew.' Rachel nodded as Santana took a drink of her wine. 'Santana, can I ask how Quinn knew?' Santana smiled. 'She saw the way I was looking at you; how defensive I was getting when anyone went near you. I did make her promise not to say anything, but we both know how that turned out.' Both of the girls let out a small chuckle.

'So then this weird, but nice thing happened today. You came barging in to my dressing room and before I knew it, we were making out, and it was hot. So now I'm here, waiting with baited breath, to know and understand why you did it.' Santana took another sip of wine and looked across at the table in to Rachel's eyes. Searching in them for answers.

'Well Santana, today was no accident. I needed to be sure myself that I had indeed developed feelings for you and the only way I knew how, apart from just asking you outright, was just to be brave, walk in to your dressing room and kiss you. I do not regret kissing you at all. As right now, I have you right in front of me, hopefully understanding that the feelings you have for me, are certainly being reciprocated.' Rachel got up from her dining room chair and walked over to Santana. Looking in to each other's eyes, searching for what they have been looking for, their lips met gently, embracing their kiss.

'Santana…' Rachel whispered breathlessly. She had ended up sitting on Santana's lap as they made out. 'Santana…I don't know if I can stop.' 'Why stop Rachel?' Santana looked slightly confused.

'Because I…' Rachel stammered.

Next chapter. What does Rachel mean?

Featured Song: Break In by Halestorm